Here, Lin Shanshan left. Yang Lei and Fang Yu looked at each other. Fang Yu looked at Yang Lei’s faintly smiling expression, and he couldn’t hold back:
“What do you mean? Say, what are you smiling at?”
“Why isn’t there a girl who has such strong feelings for me? Did you see that she completely treated me like air? I’m just a lightbulb.” It wasn’t clear whether Yang Lei was joking or if he did it on purpose.
“If you’re a lightbulb, why don’t you light up?” Fang Yu’s tongue was also quite sharp.
“I light up on the inside. You can’t see it.”
“Fuck.”
Fang Yu laughed in amusement. He was always this relaxed and happy when with Yang Lei.
“Why do you attract so many people’s concern?” Yang Lei’s words were a partial truth. “You’ve even attracted the concern of a gentlewoman. See, haven’t you attracted trouble?”
“You’re the one who attracts gentlewomen!” If Fang Yu weren’t injured, he’d definitely kick him. “Enough, you’ve also attracted many people’s concern. Don’t keep talking about me.”
Perhaps Fang Yu had only spoken these words carelessly, but Yang Lei felt very good when he heard them. It sounded like Fang Yu was also jealous. Yang Lei chuckled.
Knowing the reason for this matter, Yang Lei also knew what he should do. However, that was a later matter. The most important thing to him right now was to take good care of Fang Yu.
After the drip, Fang Yu’s fever had gone down, and he couldn’t stay in the hospital any longer. He got off the bed and wanted to leave. Although he stiffened his back and stuck it out for a night, Fang Yu had fought hard through many years of bloody street fights after all. Being injured to this extent was nothing at all to him.
“Don’t move! Lie down a little longer.” Yang Lei was very distressed about his injuries.
“I won’t stay. Let’s go back!” Fang Yu really didn’t like staying in the hospital.
“Okay, come with me.”
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Yang Lei had long made arrangements.
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Fang Yu was very surprised.
Ever since he had become friends with Yang Lei, Yang Lei had never mentioned his family. Other than knowing that Yang Lei lived inside that very large military district in the city, Fang Yu knew nothing else. Although Yang Lei went to Fang Yu’s place all the time, he had never brought Fang Yu to his house, and he had never mentioned it. Fang Yu could feel that Yang Lei and his family really didn’t get along, so Fang Yu had never asked.
Now, suddenly hearing Yang Lei say that they were going to his house, Fang Yu became puzzled.
Yang Lei called a taxi, but they didn’t go in the direction of the military district. Rather, it was Gulin Road.
Gulin Road was Jianghai’s famous Republic of China mansion district.
For historical reasons, there were many Republic of China buildings left in Jianghai. These Republic of China buildings were all historical sites under government protection right now, especially the ten or so roads near Gulin Road. These were acclaimed as “The Architectural Exhibition of the World,” consisting of several hundred buildings of different styles and small buildings of the Republic of China with long histories. During the Republic of China period, they were the residences of national politicians and celebrities. After the People’s Republic of China was founded, those who lived here were all senior officials and generals of the military and political circles in those days. Now, their descendants lived in and owned these villas and courtyards. The entire mansion district of Gulin Road was the place in Jianghai with the “deepest courtyards,” because here, every courtyard, every building, and every wall represented a mysterious and extraordinary background.
The taxi stopped at a Republic of China Era mansion on Gulin Road, built in the 1930s and 1940s. There was a “Major Protected Cultural Site” sign and the words “Designed by Architect Yang” on the door, so when Yang Lei told Fang Yu to get out of the car, Fang Yu was stunned.
Yang Lei took out the key and opened the iron wall gate.
In the 2010s, a certain Jianghai media company once had a poll for “Jianghai’s most beautiful Republic of China building” in the entire city. After several rounds of reviews from specialists and residents, the one now before Fang Yu’s eyes was among the ten most beautiful buildings, selected from hundreds of buildings from the Republic of China Era.
Fang Yu had never entered this kind of place.
He had also never thought that Yang Lei lived in this kind of place.
In the many years afterwards, just like how Yang Lei deeply remembered every furnishing in Fang Yu’s eighth floor house, Fang Yu also remembered this building, especially its deep courtyard and gardens with many vines.
Yet, he had only once lived here for a very short time.
“…You live here?” Fang Yu asked.
Seeing Fang Yu’s stunned and inquiring eyes, Yang Lei actually hadn’t thought about how to explain it to Fang Yu.
“This is my grandfather’s house,” Yang Lei said. “My grandfather was a veteran before the civil war. He fought in the war.”
It wasn’t even necessary to mention this veteran’s rank, since he lived in this kind of house and area.
Fang Yu was silent.
“I usually don’t live here. I come to have a look sometimes. By the way, several uncles and aunts live here. They’re all old neighbors. I’ll introduce you to them in a bit.”
Yang Lei spoke hurriedly, changing the topic. He brought Fang Yu into the building. A woman in her fifties wearing an apron and carrying a rice basket just happened to walk out from the back courtyard when she saw them.
“Aunt Zhang!”
Yang Lei greeted warmly.
Once Aunt Zhang saw Yang Lei, she greeted him happily.
“Young master, you’re back!”
Yang Lei nearly spat blood at Aunt Zhang’s call.
“Aunt Zhang! How many times have I told you? It’s already the nineties! Do you think we’re filming a TV series? If you call me this again, I’ll be annoyed!”
Aunt Zhang came to the Yang family when she was in her teens and had watched Yang Lei grow up. She had been a nanny for the Yang family for decades. Although they were called comrades in these years, she had gotten used to saying “young master” and “young mistress” for decades in the past. She still couldn’t change her words.
“Enough, enough. Aunt Zhang is old. I forgot!” Aunt Zhang saw that Yang Lei was back and was very happy.
“This is the friend I told you about!”
Yang Lei introduced Fang Yu.
This was the main reason he had brought Fang Yu here. He wanted to take good care of Fang Yu, but he was someone who didn’t know how to cook or do anything. He thought this was the place where Fang Yu could recuperate and be cared for very well.
To him, this was the place that was like a real home.
Aunt Zhang had already received Yang Lei’s call that afternoon, saying that his friend had gotten hurt and was going to stay here for some time, and to please take care of him.
Aunt Zhang treated Yang Lei like her own son. She often hoped that Yang Lei would come back, yet Yang Lei rarely did so. If he came, it was to see them. He rarely resided or stayed overnight. Now, hearing that Yang Lei was going to come back and live there for a while, and had brought a friend with him, she was practically as happy as if it were a holiday. She immediately was busy buying groceries, and cleaning up and arranging the rooms upstairs.
This Republic of China building belonged to Yang Lei’s grandfather. When Yang Lei’s grandfather passed away, he left this building to Yang Lei, and even clearly wrote that this was the sole property of Yang Lei. No one else in the large family had a share.
Initially, the family’s nanny, chauffeur, gardeners, and other such people used to live together on the grounds, in an adjunct cottage outside of the building. Originally, when Yang Lei’s grandfather passed away and the family split up the property, they were supposed to move out. But instead of making them move out, Yang Lei even allowed them to live in the building. They could live there as long as they wanted. It would be best if they kept living there.
These ordinary families all shed tears of gratitude for Yang Lei’s decision.
They had all served this family for decades, and they had their own families. To Yang Lei, they were more like his relatives. He would never forget the warmth he had felt from them in his childhood.
Now, these families all lived downstairs, and no one had touched any of the rooms upstairs. They were always kept clean and tidy, waiting for Yang Lei to live in them when he returned.
“Who hurt this child? How could they do this? Such a crime!” Aunt Zhang couldn’t bear it when she saw Fang Yu’s wounds, straightforwardly calling it a crime. She quickly brought the two of them upstairs to rest and went down to make dinner.
Although Fang Yu’s legs weren’t broken, they had been kicked and beaten in many places. He still wasn’t able to move easily. The stairs of such old-fashioned Republic of China buildings were all high and steep. When they went up the stairs, Yang Lei said, “Why don’t I carry you upstairs?” Fang Yu said, “Is that necessary??” and slowly went up by himself.
Yang Lei supported him up the stairs and into the bedroom that Aunt Zhang had already set up.
Yang Lei had said over the phone that, for the convenience of taking care of him, he and his friend would sleep in the same room. He asked Aunt Zhang to just prepare the largest master bedroom.
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I really like Yang Lei’s arrangements… >w<
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Yang Lei, you sneaky little bastard! Trying to find opportunities with Fang Yu~ Hehe
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